Excuse me while I scream in helpless rage at the injustice of this shit. 

My daughter looked 20 when she was 12. I told more than one inappropriate waiter / salesperson/ random person that she was 12, then 13, etc. Just a stare down and “she’s 12.” Even if she was an adult, she’s out with her mom, you perv, not clubbing.

A sheepish smile and “sorry” should take care of it. There’s no need to talk about why you closed the door (it should be obvious) or ask them what they’re doing (it’s none of your business). I mean, seriously, if you don’t recognize them then they likely don’t recognize you and should therefore understand why you’re…

Honestly, I think the person with the single weirdest reaction to me hitting puberty was my mother. And she always said some variation of the same thing to police me: “You will give men the wrong idea about you.” As if adults being inappropriate around a child could somehow be the child’s fault. The first time I…

I was going to write something about the big-ass hole in his logic for confronting the guy, but everybody else covered it so well. So I’ll just add...

It seems like my sister and I will always be “the girls” to a certain group of relatives, no matter what we say. And like you said, my brother is never “the boy!”

My parents don’t understand why I don’t like it when relatives refer to my sister and me as “little girls.” My mom thinks I’m uptight and pedantic even though my brother never gets called "little boy."

YES. I developed early (6th grade) and was confused and frightened by catcalls I started getting. I thought, “I’m just a kid!”

An old woman used the word sexy to describe her outfit.

Ugh. I have two daughters and you would not believe the fucked up shit I hear (well, you probably would believe it actually).

As a man, it is really fucked up the way other men look at young women, teenage girls, and even young girls. The number of times I have had to tell a coworker (or even just some random guy out somewhere which I have happen) that what they just said was disgusting, go the fuck away. Then I get told that I am being…

My notoriously creepy uncle once would not stop questioning me about whether I’ve been a “good girl” at a family funeral. I was 35. Doing that shit at your father’s funeral is next level inconsiderate though. 

Or, if you come from a repressed, evangelical background (me!), they’re mad at you because of how you made them feel, for the adultery they committed in their hearts, and they’ll make damn sure to offload their bad feelings right onto you. I couldn’t figure out why some of my male teachers, the really god-fearing…

YEAH thats just awkward 101. Thanks for the compliment on my adult looks while my father is dead though! lol... people are so weird.

Ugh, at my father’s funeral one of my mom’s cousins said to me and my sister, what pretty girls! We were 27 at the time, so not girls, and really not the time! Of course then he has to say, oh you know, I just tell it like it is! Just keep it in like it is please.

At 12 I also wore a C cup. A while back, I saw some pictures of me from when I was that age. I thought I looked grown at the time. I looked like child in reality. There was no way the werido older men that would say horrible things to me wouldn’t have known I was a child.

Bless you, my sister (and why is your comment in the grays?) When my daughter was 12, and had started developing a woman’s body, I remember seeing two men, probably in their 20's or early 30's, ogling her and eyeing her body up and down in the food court of our local mall. I was right behind my daughter, but they…

Same.  Even had a male teacher that would not so subtly hover near my desk and that of another female student that had developed early in a presumed effort to try to see down our shirts. This was in the fucking 5th grade. 

This so much brings me back to my grandma’s funeral and my disgusting uncle Glen saying “OOO YOU BETTER WATCH THAT ONE” and pointed at me.

As someone who developed early (C cup by age 12, also tall) believe me, I know about men just deciding how much you “owe” them due to your appearance.